Kiyoomi was in the shower when he heard the slam of the door to their apartment.
Instantly he knew that something was wrong with Atsumu.
It was a rare occurrence that his fiancé was truly angry -
Atsumu wore his heart on his sleeve, never one to hide how he feels but with anger, he’d rather spout mean words or maybe cry if it was bad enough.
He didn’t take his anger out on things - that was usually Kiyoomi’s thing.
Whatever had happened today must have been the breaking
point.
He’d been so lost in his thoughts that he hadn’t heard the bathroom door open - the sound of clothes hitting the ground getting his attention “Baby?”
“Hey.”
Oh.
Atsumu was definitely upset - there was no Omi-Omi with that greeting.
“Mind if I join ya?”
Sakusa chuckled softly “You don’t need to ask - get in here.”
The curtain was swept back and he was greeted with the sight of his beautiful fiancé. Even through his anger - he was still so stunning.
He watched as Atsumu’s freckled shoulders slump once they hit the hot water -
his body relaxing.
Unable to help himself Kiyoomi pulls Atsumu’s back to his chest, placing tender kisses along those freckles “Rough day baby?” He asked.
Atsumu exhales deeply “My professor is an ass. Don’t know if he’s hard on me because I’m a
professional athlete or if cause he hates my guts.”
Kiyoomi hummed , circling his fingertip over Atsumu’s hipbone.
The setter had decided he’d finally start college classes during their off season and the work load had been tough on him -
Between juggling conditioning and classes along with planning a wedding - Kiyoomi could see it was wearing on Atsumu.
“You’re doing amazing baby, like you said, your professor is an asshole and we don’t let assholes ruin our day.” Kiyoomi murmurs trailing his lips up his neck
“Unless it’s each other of course.”
That gets a laugh out of Atsumu who turns around and kisses Kiyoomi gently “I love ya Omi.”
Ah, now that’s better.
Kiyoomi cups his cheek kissing him back just as softly “Mm love you too, baby.” His thumb rubs across this cheek bones “Turn around, let me make you feel better?”
Atsumu smiled against lips “Okay Omi.”
Kiyoomi reached over to grab Atsumu’s favorite shampoo - which just happened to be his own - and began to lather it into Atsumu’s hair.
His finger nails scratched against his skull eliciting a soft sigh from his lovers lips.
Once the suds were washed off Kiyoomi hands wandered down Atsumu’s body - featherlight causing his breath to hitch.
“I’m so proud of you, do you know that?”
He could feel Atsumu’s muscles unwind with each caress of his fingers.
Atsumu tilted his head to the side to allow Kiyoomi access to his neck “I know Omi.” He breathed out, reaching a hand back to tangle his fingers in Kiyoomi’s wet hair.
“Working so hard for us - going to school /and/ playing volleyball? You’re incredible my love.”
Sakusa nips at his skin before pressing a gentle kiss on the spot below his ear “How did I get so lucky?”
“Yer luck turned around after ya finally got the balls to ask me out.” Atsumu let out a laugh when Kiyoomi swatted his ass playfully.
“And here I was trying to be sweet to you.” Sakusa blows a raspberry onto Atsumu’s neck causing the other man to squirm against him.
“Hey quit it!”
Atsumu’s giggle turns into a moan when Kiyoomi turns his head to bring him into a heated kiss.
Atsumu is pliant against him, parting his lips to allow his tongue to slide in - claiming his pretty mouth. Kiyoomi’s hands wander again, this time reaching down to grasp onto Atsumu’s half hard dick.
“Omi.” Atsumu whimpers - lips still pressed against his own,
droplets of water on his lashes, the steam of the shower giving him a lovely flush.
“Mm just relax sweetheart - didn’t I tell you I’d take care of you?” Sakusa continues to stroke him to full hardness, voice low and husky.
“Ya did.” Atsumu moaned when Kiyoomi thumbed the slit of his cock - drawing out another moan from blond.
“So perfect for me Atsu.” Kiyoomi jerked his wrist up and down reveling in the way Atsumu cried out his name “Does that feel good, baby?” I
“Yes, yes, feels so good.” Atsumu turned to kiss Kiyoomi - wet and sloppy, breaths coming out in little pants, his hands gripping onto his forearms tightly “Please, please, please.”
Kiyoomi could feel the way Atsumu’s hips thrust forward - chasing the friction he was creating.
Sakusa increases his pace, stroking Atsumu until he arched his back and cums over his hand.
Atsumu falls back against Kiyoomi, spent and satisfied. The taller man laughed quietly, pressing a kiss onto Atsumu’s temple “Feel better baby?”
“Mmhm” Was the only reply he got.
Sakusa kisses his head once more before pushing him upwards “Come on, let’s finish our shower before the hot water runs out.”
Atsumu turned around to face him and cups his face, leaning in for a kiss “Thank ya Omi. I love ya.”
Kiyoomi pushed away Atsumu’s wet hair
from his face, peppering his nose and cheeks with kisses “Anything for you Atsu - I love you.”
“How did /I/ get so lucky?” Atsumu teases before spinning Kiyoomi around so his back hits the cool tiles of the shower and gets to his knees “Now, let me return the favor, darlin’”
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Something was wrong with Omi - Atsumu decided.
Clearly the man fell out of bed and knocked his head on something this morning because this /wasn’t/ the Sakusa he knows - and held the biggest fucking torch for
Now he was used to Sakusa’s wicked tongue - always quick to snark back when he and Atsumu bickered with each other. What he wasn’t used to was that wicked tongue turning sultry and seductive.
Atsumu wasn’t exactly sure how he got back up against the wall of the bar
where the party MSBY was throwing in celebration for the end of the season - Sakusa staring at him with a look that had his palms sweating and stomach clenching.
Okay well maybe he did know how it happened.
/Maybe/ he sort of accidentally confessed to said man offhandedly
Atsumu’s mama had raised him to be a friendly and welcoming person - as he grew up, he tried to maintain those teachings even if it was hidden beneath his asshole personality.
So when he noticed the incredibly hot man with pretty curls and adorable moles moving into the apartment across from his, well, Atsumu would do what any good neighbor would do and welcome the newcomer to the neighborhood.
Atsumu stays up all night making his cute neighbor homemade onigiri - recipes courtesy of Samu - a variety of flavor combinations just in case Mr. Adorable Moles was picky. He felt proud with each onigiri he shaped and molded - putting in the utmost care into them.
When Kiyoomi agreed to be the best man for his old college roommate’s wedding he hadn’t expected to meet the most beautiful man he’s ever been graced to lay eyes on.
He wished Bokuto had at least given him a warning about /Akaashi’s/ best man then he would have at least been somewhat prepared when he was introduced to Miya Atsumu.
The only coherent thoughts in his head as he shook the stunning blond’s hand were:
/Holy Fuck/ and /I’m going to date the shit out of this man./
Luckily for him, Atsumu seemed just as interested judging by the flirtatious smiles thrown his way and the nickname ‘Omi’ given to him. They grew closer as the wedding day neared -